When dice have a mind of their own,
though the possibility is known,
still last weekend was absurd
and with death did we flirt.
The wench, courageous and undaunted,
with her fiery flail she flaunted.
Only to be put in place,
her cleric level back to base.
When monster gazed into eyes,
his will empowered through the dice,
in cowering fright on floor she crawled
and shivering with eyes red, she bawled,
until her siblings saved her ass
and brought her back to mighty class.
Then from the corner a new beast stirs
and yet another fight is hers.
A hellish spider from the abyss
bit her straight back into paralysis.
A second rescue attempt was made,
lucky for her the fiend took bait.
The wizard, fighter and the scout
dragged her, found a safe way out.
And from the dungeon they fled in shame
just in case a dragon came.
Another great Dungeons & Dragons weekend has passed. And though my part in the game was a failure challenge, it was awesome! Thanks so much, my Xaniqos siblings and great DM. I can’t wait until next time.
You can read all about our adventures on my website Dungeon DuTchess.
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